Stellara Country.
Luella worked straight through until 10 PM, finally compiling all of Lachlan Langley's crimes.
He had sat in the Executive Chief's seat for over thirty years.
Back during his first election.
There had been another candidate who surpassed him in every way-both in qualifications and character.
The public support for the other guy had been overwhelming.
But mysteriously, the night before the election, that candidate died in a sudden car accident.
And conveniently, all the surveillance cameras around the crash site were broken.
It was too much of a coincidence.
To climb the ranks, Lachlan had done absolutely anything.
For example: to elevate his social standing, he had ruthlessly pursued a "university professor"-Luella's mother.
Once married, he completely neglected her.
If Luella hadn't been born, her mother probably would have given up long ago.
Then there were the numerous...
Arrested colleagues, the wrongfully accused subordinates...
Lachlan had so much blood on his hands, it was impossible to count.
He was now at the very top, holding immense power. Dragging him down would be no easy feat.
"Phew-"
Luella closed her laptop, leaning back exhaustedly as she stared blankly at the ceiling.
It should be around 3 AM in Eclara City right now.
Jimmie was definitely asleep.
Thinking about it.
Luella couldn't resist pulling out her phone and sending him a text:
[The sun is huge in Stellara Country today. Speaking of huge, how is your...] Message sent.
Realizing how wildly inappropriate that sounded, Luella frantically hit unsend.
It's so late, Jimmie probably didn't see it, right?
*Buzz, buzz-*
The very next second, her phone vibrated. Jimmie's message popped up: [?]
Luella: [?]
3 AM, and he replied instantly.
What a night owl.
Jimmie: [Practice is the only standard for testing truth. You should already know the answer regarding size.]
Luella was just making a stupid joke!
Luella: [Why aren't you asleep yet?]
Jimmie: [Waiting for you to text me.]
Luella: [Why didn't you text me first?]
Jimmie: [I was afraid you were busy and I'd be bothering you.]
Luella: [Tsk, I finally understand why you've lived almost thirty years without a girlfriend.]
He was incredibly dense.
A massive, oblivious blockhead.
Jimmie: [The result is all that matters; the process is irrelevant.]
Jimmie: [I didn't date because you hadn't appeared yet.]
Seeing his response, the corners of Luella's lips curled up.
Not bad.
He knew how to talk.
Luella: [Nothing important, just texting you out of boredom. Go to sleep.]
Jimmie: [Are you sure everything is okay? Luella, if you're unhappy, you have to tell
me.]
Luella: [Really, I'm fine. Just a little tired from work. Seriously, go to
ugly
sleep Staying up late makes you
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Luella: [I'm just like Juniper—I care about looks, understand?]
Jimmie: [Understood.]
Putting down his phone.
Jimmie sat up and went to put on a sheet mask.
After their conversation.
Luella's mood brightened dramatically, and she happily went back to work.
She picked up her phone and called Burt.
Luella: "Come over here for a sec."
Burt: "On it! Be right there!"
In less than three minutes.
Burt appeared in front of Luella, panting heavily.
When he received the funding yesterday, Burt almost passed out from sheer shock.
It was actually a hundred million.
Mr. Langley had actually wired him a hundred million in under thirty minutes.
Forget just following orders.
As long as she gave him money to fund his public welfare projects, he'd gladly call
her "Daddy."
"I heard there's a general election
early next month? tuella fifted here Chin, gesturing for him to sit down.
"Yes."
Burt nodded, a self-deprecating smile on his face. “But that has absolutely nothing
to do with me."
No one would ever vote for him in an election like this.
"Why wouldn't it?"
Luella's lips quirked up into a faint smile. "If you secure a massive project and make a massive contribution to the country' development, they'd have no reason not to vote for you, right?"